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At 7:55 a.m., an Usher at the glass doors outside Staples Center in Los Angeles had a message for the thousands already gathering for the day's public memorial for Michael Jackson. "We are aware of your sorrow!" he announced in deep, affectionate tones. "We are aware of your pain! And we are aware of your joy!"

The man in the purple polo shati then instructed ticket-holders how to line up, and that mashabiki would have to leave their flowers and other "gifts" on a meza, jedwali outside the arena, all while insisting that "it is our pleasure, it is our privilege to welcome wewe ..." It was a moment of genuine...

There's something
I have to say to you
If wewe promise you'll
understand
I cannot contain myself
When in your presence
I'm so humble
Just touch me
Don't hide our love
Woman to man

She's just a lover
Who makes me high
It's worth the giving
It's worth the try
You cannot cleave it
Or put it in the furnace
You cannot wet it
You cannot burn it

She wants to give it
(She wants to give it)
(Aahh, she wants to
give it)
Dare me
(She wants to give it)
(Aahh, she wants to give it)
She wants to give it

(She wants to give it)
(Aahh, she wants to give it)
Yea
(She wants to give it)
(Aahh, she wants to give it)

It's just a feeling
You have...

In this world there's much confusion
And I've tasted the city life and it's not for me
Now I do dream of distant places
Where I don't know, but it's destiny


If it's the rich life, I don't want it
Happiness ain't always material things


I want destiny
It's the place for me
Give me the simple life
I'm getting away from here
Let me be free, let me be me


I'm a man that's for all seasons
What the city offers me ain't naturally
I look to greet the stars
But there's no stars to see
Gonna tafuta this world until I find my destiny


If it's the rich life, I don't want it
Happiness ain't always material things
I want destiny...

(Naku penda piya-naku taka piya-mpenziwe)
(I upendo wewe too-I want wewe too-my love)

Liberian girl . . .
You came and wewe changed my world
A upendo so brand new
Liberian girl . . .
You came and wewe changed me girl
A feeling so true
Liberian girl
You know that wewe came
And wewe changed my world,
Just like in the movies,
With two lovers in a scene
And she says . . .
"Do wewe upendo me"
And he says so endlessly . . .
"I upendo you, Liberian girl"

(Naku penda piya-naku taka piya-mpenziwe)
(I upendo wewe too-I want wewe too-my love)

Liberian girl . . .
More precious than any pearl
Your upendo so complete
Liberian girl . . .
You kiss me...

"Billie Jean" Written and composed kwa Michael Jackson.

She was zaidi like a beauty Queen from a movie scene
I alisema don't mind, but what do wewe mean I am the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round

She alisema I am the one who will dance on the floor in the round
She told me her name was Billie Jean, as she caused a scene
Then every head turned with eyes that dreamed of being the one
Who will dance on the floor in the round

People always told me be careful of what wewe do
And don't go around breaking young girls' hearts
And mother always told me be careful of who wewe love
And be careful of what wewe do...

Michael Jackson first revealed Will wewe Be There to the world when it featured as the eleventh song on his 1991 album release 'Dangerous'. Penned solely kwa Michael at the height of his career, this initial 7 dakika and 40 sekunde version of the song became an instant favourite of mashabiki the world over.

The first time I heard Will wewe Be There, I was captivated kwa the intensity of emotion conveyed kwa Michael in both his voice and lyrics. I can still remember sitting at eight years old, engrossed in uandishi out the lyrics over and over again in an attempt to decipher Michael's true intent behind...